[Mayoi listens quietly and intently. Mayoi was constantly worried that explaining The Nest would make people think of him as insane, or he'd be dismissed on the pure absurdity of it.]
[Somehow hearing Tsukasa's end of it. He feels less worried about that. It's horrific all on it's own in ways Mayoi could scarcely imagine. How could they have been sent to two vastly different, but equally horrible Hells?]
Tsukasa-san...
[What can he even say. This is somehow way harder than the last time he wanted to offer him comfort. Back then, he at least knew what he could say.]
Y-yes...I think you're right. Our respective Hells seem to be different, but they at least have cruelty in common. How utterly vile... to take the concept of an idol and twist it so.
[He's so useless, offering shallow words of comfort like this, though. His desire to reach out and hug him are strong, but he knows not how this Tsukasa would react to such a thing...it would be presumptuous and rude.]
I am ...pessimistic at best, but I hope with my entire heart, that we may never see those places again.
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[Somehow hearing Tsukasa's end of it. He feels less worried about that. It's horrific all on it's own in ways Mayoi could scarcely imagine. How could they have been sent to two vastly different, but equally horrible Hells?]
Tsukasa-san...
[What can he even say. This is somehow way harder than the last time he wanted to offer him comfort. Back then, he at least knew what he could say.]
Y-yes...I think you're right. Our respective Hells seem to be different, but they at least have cruelty in common. How utterly vile... to take the concept of an idol and twist it so.
[He's so useless, offering shallow words of comfort like this, though. His desire to reach out and hug him are strong, but he knows not how this Tsukasa would react to such a thing...it would be presumptuous and rude.]
I am ...pessimistic at best, but I hope with my entire heart, that we may never see those places again.